Fear and horror felt real, weighing heavily on the hearts of the people of Daxing.
In Daxing, polo matches are usually held in a wide, flat grassland or open field that can accommodate a thousand people. The field is surrounded by walls on three or four sides and has a viewing platform at a high point.
However, the training ground of the Imperial College was not that large, and the high stands were only open during daily military exercises, so the crowds of spectators stood around the training ground.
If Gu Baozhu loses control of the frightened horse and it runs into the crowd, the consequences will be unimaginable.
At this moment, all Gu Baozhu could hear was the neighing of the frightened horse. Her vision was blurred by a blur of images. She tightly clamped her legs together, her boots on the stirrups, and one hand still gripped the mallet.
"...Quickly...throw it away..."
There were people shouting in the stadium, but the shouts seemed to be blown far away by the wind, leaving no trace in her ears.
But she heard only one voice, and it was very clear.
That was the sound of a polo ball cutting through the air.
Several Yelü women nearby were too frightened to approach, but at that moment, Gu Baozhu released the stirrups and then her legs. With a leap, the tip of her boot kicked the horse's belly to one side, and she used the momentum to leap a few more steps to the side. The crescent-shaped end of her polo mallet, which she raised high, struck the hollowed-out polo ball.
The polo ball, shaped like a small fist, makes a clear, ringing sound when it hits.
The sound of the strike traveled extremely far because of the hollow center.
The onlookers: "..."
The crowd shouted, "Why are you still paying attention to this at a time like this?"
Amidst the shouts, the lone, courageous ball whizzed through the Yelü clan's goal.
However, no one had time to applaud.
Few people even noticed where the ball went.
Seeing this, Qin Yuan's heart nearly jumped out of her chest.
now.
She deeply felt the strong spirit deep within the Gu family's character.
That stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat.
"A precious pearl!"
A relieved smile appeared on Gu Jinghui's face. He stretched out his arms and leaped off his horse.
At the same time, Gu Baozhu used the tip of her boot to propel herself off the horse's back, causing the startled horse to veer to the other side.
Landing at this moment was undoubtedly dangerous, but it was also her best option.
Gu Baozhu was undoubtedly very lucky.
Before it even hit the ground, Gu Jinghui, who had rushed into the arena, caught it and quickly carried it several feet away from the frightened horse.
"Third Brother!"
Gu Baozhu's handkerchief had come undone, and her hair was soaked with sweat and clung to her cheeks.
Only then did she belatedly realize her fear, and tears streamed down her face without warning, her voice hoarse and trembling.
Without bothering to comfort her, Gu Jinghui threw her with both arms, sending Gu Baozhu flying out of the field like a kite.
He then took off and landed like a great bird, firmly gripping the frightened horse.
After getting rid of Gu Baozhu, the horse leaped and rolled wildly on the ground, but lost its strength due to Gu Jinghui's sudden rein, though its hooves continued to pound stubbornly.
Gradually, the force of its pedaling weakened, and it was finally forced to the ground, foaming at the mouth, its head drooping, nostrils flared, panting weakly.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Everyone held their breath and froze, as if they had been frozen in place.
Qin Heng suddenly shouted, "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law is mighty! Marquis Dingbei is mighty!"
The boy's clear voice broke the momentary stillness.
The students seemed to wake from a dream, raising their arms and shouting.
"The Marquis of Dingbei is mighty!"
The guards of the Marquis of Dingbei's residence shouted loudly, "The Marquis of Dingbei is mighty!"
Sixth Master Gu laughed and cried at the same time: "Third Brother is mighty! Marquis Dingbei is mighty!"
Qin Yuan couldn't help but raise her small fist and whisper, "Lord Marquis is mighty!"
Her heart and eyes were completely filled with the handsome and agile Lord Gu.
The Yelü clan members were as quiet as chickens.
Gu Jinghui raised his hand in greeting, his voice like a morning bell emanating from his dantian, deep but audible to everyone.
"Where is the referee? Daxing has already won the case."
"Yes, I've won the bid."
The young women of Daxing cheered and banged their polo mallets at each other, making a "bang" sound.
"Where's the referee? Plant the flag!" People outside the field joined in the shouts.
The referee standing on the flag stand seemed to remember something then, so he inserted an embroidered flag on the flag rack on the Daxing side, and after striking the gong three times, announced: "The home team wins."
"Great Xing is mighty! We've gained the upper hand."
The atmosphere inside and outside the stadium was one of jubilation.
No other goal can make your heart race like that.
"Where is the pearl?"
Qin Yuan asked anxiously.
Sixth Master Gu said, "Third Sister-in-law, don't worry. There are guards over there, and they should have caught her by now. Third Brother used his strength skillfully, and Baozhu also practices martial arts, so she was able to use the force to stand steadily and won't get hurt."
Qin Yuan was relieved and then asked, "It's already dark, and we can't even see the ball clearly. Are we still going to compete? If Baozhu doesn't compete, we'll be short-handed here."
She doesn't support continuing the competition.
The Yelü clan's team is physically stronger than the Daxing team. The Daxing team's advantage lies in their agility and skill. If the Yelü clan's malicious encirclement and attack are not restricted, the Daxing team will not only gain no advantage, but may also suffer injuries.
Master Gu said, "I'm afraid we'll have to fight through the night."
On the field, Lord Gu waved his arm and said, "It's getting dark, let's pause the game."
A male voice with a thick foreign accent shouted from the sidelines, "Why don't we light torches and fight again? Are the women of Daxing scared?"
Lord Gu looked closely and saw that the other party was looking at him provocatively.
"Yelü Guzha".
Lord Gu's right tooth root started to itch.
He had wanted to deal with the other party for a long time.
I believe the other party has the same intention.
Yelü Guzha raised his thick arm high, waving a piece of paper in his hand.
"It's written in black and white, and you've signed a life-or-death agreement. If you stop fighting now, you'll have to admit that all those poems defending the arena are utter nonsense! They're all just effeminate whining! They're far inferior to the folk songs of our Yelü clan."
"Yes, that's all bullshit. We can make fireflies better in our folk songs, much better than your effeminate stuff."
"If you admit defeat, there's no need to fight anymore. Just admit defeat."
The men of the Yelü clan joined in the commotion.
The students in Daxing were furious, but helpless, and could only boo.
Standing beside Yelü Guzha, Qin Siyuan looked indignant, but he was not good at riding horses or playing polo, so he could only watch helplessly.
A woman from the Yelü clan whistled and asked mockingly, "Are we still going to fight?"
Their Daxing dialect was very stiff, yet inexplicably more provocative.
The Daxing team, which had already considered giving up, was once again inspired to fight.
"Yes, let's light the torches and fight again."
"We will not give up until a winner is decided."
“We don’t believe we can’t beat them. Anyway, if one of us goes down, they’ll have to go down too.”
Gu Baozhu changed to another horse and entered the arena, shouting loudly, "Sisters, we will never admit defeat!"
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